On the large and soft bed, Qin Chuyu was holding his little chubby belly, rolling all over the bed in pain: "Mother - I hurt - I feel like I'm dying - ".
Empress Xiao was heartbroken, she sat by the bed trying to hold her youngest son in her arms.
But Qin Chuyu was in too much pain; he couldn't stay still in Empress Xiao's arms.
The imperial physician hurried over, put down his first aid kit, knelt by the bed, and began to take Qin Chuyu's pulse.
Eunuch Su and another strong maid held him down to prevent him from moving around.
Empress Xiao's eyes were red with anxiety: "Imperial Physician! What's wrong with the Seventh Prince!"
The imperial physician bowed and said, "I need to complete the examination before I can inform Your Highness."
"Then you check, check quickly!" Empress Xiao said.
Although the imperial physician was already doing his examination, he still respectfully responded," Yes, yes!"